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Summer Weather
03:22
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Something's in the air
Caught us unaware
Cloudy skies turned blue
21st of June
Now we're feeling fine
After all this time
Summer breeze came through
Love, a flower bloomed
Yeah it has been a while since summer's come around
To think our hearts revolve on a merry-go-round
There's nothing that a little summer weather couldn't do
There's nothing that a little summer weather could not improve
When the rays shine down on this old town
What once was lost has now been found
With that summer weather, our love is new
How did we let go?
Of the love we know
Snow was on the ground
Winter slowed us down
Now the skies are blue
And my heart is true
Summer breeze came through
Love, a flower bloomed
If we let our love burn like the summer sun
Only God knows what our lives will soon become
There's nothing that a little summer weather couldn't do
There's nothing that a little summer weather could not improve
When the rays shine down on this old town
What once was lost has now been found
With that summer weather, our love is new
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Marathon
03:18
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You never make it easy to connect to you
You say that you're trying, I ain't buying that your words are true
You're funny, oh honey, but this game's been played
You know now that I'm here to stay
It feels like I'm
Running a marathon just to get to you
Climbing a mountaintop just to see things through
Sailing a battleship 'cross the ocean blue
Reaching with open arms you can hold onto
Give me one more night, I'll take you out to see the moon
You say that I'm crazy, don't I know that 12 'o clock is noon?
I don't wanna fight, you know you're not right, and the stars will shine for you
Only if you want them to
Baby baby baby please
Give your love to me
Let me know you feel the same
Every time I wonder why
You can constantly deny
Every fault of yours I claim
Let me know, is it yes or no?
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True Colors
03:21
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Black and blue, violet eyes
Striking glance, full of lies
Imitate, intimidate
To speak a word would be unwise
But how could I avoid temptation of your guise?
How could I initiate a compromise?
I wanna know who you are
Won't you show yourself to me?
Beneath the bruises and scars
Let me in so I can see
Your true colors inside
Your true colors don't hide
Your true colors reveal your heart to me
Powdered face, a touch of rouge
Pinup hair, expensive jewels
Feline eyes, a glass of wine
Jet black nails, no ring in sight
How could I know that you're constantly reviled
When your technicolor silhouette runs wild?
Satin dress, silky gloves
I can't help, but fall in love
A second glance I've been allowed
I've been pulled under your spell
Care to share a bit about your history?
Enlighten me or will it remain mystery?
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Monopoly
03:04
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I was aiming for Boardwalk
I'd even settle for Park Place
But now I've found that I'm destined to reside in Mediterranean
I know it's just 'round the corner
But it's not easy to go there
Even if I roll the dice and take a chance, the success never lasts
It's like I'm playing Monopoly
But I keep rolling the twos and threes
Every player's ahead, I'm only paying the rent
Feels like I'm playing Monopoly
Every time I get doubles
I go directly to jail
Suddenly my luck runs out without a doubt and payment's my way out
Can't get a ticket to leave town
Because I've mortgaged the railroads
Should I say I can't relax my income tax has run me off the tracks
It's like I'm playing Monopoly
But all I have are utilities
Every turn that I get, I don't have a color set
Feels like I'm playing Monopoly
The beauty contest let me down I received second prize
Elected chairman of the board I did it all with bribes
The only thing that keeps me sane is knowing that playing the game
Are others who are just like me struggling with their properties
It's like I'm playing Monopoly
But there's nothing in free parking
Official rules of the game, with Parker Brothers to blame
It's like I'm playing Monopoly
There is no sense of community
Every card that I take, I wonder if this is fate
It's like I'm playing Monopoly
I'm being forced into bankruptcy
My so-called friends are to blame, I'm at a loss for their gain
Why am I playing Monopoly?
I'll flip the board almost certainly
What a terrible game, it always ends the same
Feels like I'm playing Monopoly
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On Top of the World
03:26
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It may seem insignificant
But I like having you around
My feelings may seem primitive
But with you I've got my head in the clouds
You make me feel like I've been dealt
A winning hand, it makes me shout
I'm on top of the world with you
And I don't feel like going down
All the stars are spinning 'round
I'm on top of the world with you
We're flying high above the clouds
Our perfect paradise is found
When I was a child every tale told of love
I was so beguiled, I always felt unworthy of
But then you stepped into my life
You took my hand, reset my sight
Living in a dream
Limitless and free
Where do we go now?
Wherever we allow
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Superhuman
02:36
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Another story about a girl, the one who kept me waiting
One night I took her around my world, and then she called me baby
I understand that this is dumb, she wasn't meant for anyone
She told me I can take the lead, so I took her driving
We stopped in Little Italy, and then upon arriving
She looked at me and then was gone, she wasn't meant for anyone
I still wonder where she came from
She must be more than human
She's superhuman, superhuman
She must've come from outer space
Superhuman, superhuman
She's above the human race
All my effort was a waste
I looked for her all through the night, but I had no fortune
She kept evading my eyesight, I was blind to her location
Although it sounds like this was fun, it wasn't fun for anyone
We threw a party just to find where she may have gotten
We wasted hours and hours of life, gone but not forgotten
She never wanted to be seen, she escaped the galaxy
And if she ever comes back
Down to earth from her home planet
Watch your back, she's quick to vanish
Save yourself from certain damage
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There's a village with an old man
Several hundred miles from here
Always leaves his front door open
For the creatures who appear
Everyday he sits beside them
Listens to their every qualm
Never loses his momentum
As he listens to their song
Secretly he keeps a record
Of the struggles they reveal
Every night he shuffles through them
With a gentle-handed feel
And he sips his cup of coffee
For some momentary strength
To embolden his empathy
And enable to erase
The old man sighed and wiped his sweaty brow
He closed his eyes, though he tried to disallow
His troubled mind was filled with every trial
And by design, he helped them reconcile
In the morning when he wakes up
There's a crowd within his house
So he tiptoes down the hallway
Quiet as a field mouse
And a floorboard creaks below him
Making his heart skip a beat
Soon appears a line before him
As they bow down at his feet
He softly smiles and presents an open palm
Once in a while, he gives a subtle nod
One by one, examines their lifestyle
And by design, he helps them reconcile
As he looks over the valley
Several hundred feet below
He can't help but ask the question
Why his heart is filled with woe
"What would happen if I left them
With a crassly worded note
Of my sudden resignation
And a worldly anecdote?"
"If only you'd foresee the error of your ways
Instead of always looking back
Then maybe you'd kindly improve your sorry lives
And keep yourself on track"
The old man shook his head now
As he wandered back inside
And he wiped his sweaty eyebrow
While he poured a glass of wine
And he wrinkled up the paper
That contained his heady claims
And he threw it in the fire
As he stoked the steady flames
So he carried on the next day
With a sedentary style
As he listened to the creatures
Who would walk a thousand miles
To hear his words of guidance
And see his brimming smile
As he listened to their troubles
And he helped them reconcile
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Let the Record Show
03:42
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Stand together, live together
Everybody make it better
We've gotta push to make a change
Get together, work together
In the sun or cloudy weather
Only you can make the change
We can make the world a better place
For every creed, religion, sex and race
Keep believing if you're feeling down
Together we can turn this all around
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I thought you should know
That we should not be satisfied with the status quo
Though they push and shove and whine and moan we will not lose hope
Someday soon we'll make this house our home, let the record show
Though you read it, doesn't mean it
Check your sources before believing
Even history can change
Call your mother, call your father
Call your sisters and your brothers
Only you can make a change
Everyone abuse your right to vote
Voting helps you maximize your hope
Keep believing if you're feeling beat
Get up, go out, speak out, move your feet
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9. |
Recluse
02:50
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Tell me there is something out there
Tell me there is something more to this
Does the universe lead somewhere
Are we living in a black abyss
I can't hear what you might say
For my ship is lost in space
The connection's broken too
And I'm running out of food
My mind plays tricks on me
The air is hard to breathe
But my hope is not yet gone
All the time I see the sun
Tell me there is something out there
Tell me there is something more to this
Does the universe lead somewhere
Do we live in total blackness
Passing Jupiter and Mars
There's a pain within my heart
The loneliness ensues
I can't bring myself to move
In this solitary state
I am left to contemplate
How my life has left me here
To float through stars and spheres
Tell me there is something out there
Tell me there is something more to this
Does the universe lead somewhere
Am I floating in a black abyss
Now my time is running out
Due to famine and a drought
Soon enough I'll fade away
For my body's atrophied
Has my praying been no use
I can't die as a recluse
Father God I beg of thee
That your kingdom I may see
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10. |
Party Next Door
04:46
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Yeah the bass is shaking the walls of my studio flat
I hear the reggae music like Kingston's right out back
Yeah the one drop hits home while I drink wine with my cat
And the plaster's falling from the ceiling how 'bout that?
I sit and watch the tele but can't hear a thing
Over bottle's clanking and the music cranking in the unit beside me
And my cat is napping on my lap and I'm yawning
Should a 25 year old life be so boring?
There's no use in knocking it's been done before.
No, I'm not invited to the party next door.
I could show up at their door with some PBR
With some wine, some whisky, vodka, Cuban cigars
They'd say, "hell no, go downtown to a bar"
So, I'd sit alone and gaze up at the stars
There's no use in knocking it's been done before
No, I'm not invited to the party next door.
I wonder if they've ever heard Redemption Song
Would they let me try again to right my wrongs?
You see the last time I was granted access to
Their late night party I began to act a fool
I poured my red wine on white carpet, ate every last breadstick, my chips I double-dipped.
And that's just at the start.
I emptied out the bar, broke his new air guitar, pissed in some mason jars
I wailed on butt trumpet
I yelled at the goldfish, spat in their favorite dish, scared off the little kids
And now for the big finish
I threw some punches at the wall to give ourselves a bigger hall and make our small apartments one medium sized apartment
But I must've lost my bearings for the hole I made was staring right into the shower stall of some old lady who happened to be our landlord
Then I passed out on the red wine, piss-stained carpet in a pile of half-eaten chips and I woke up the next morning on my futon with my cat, and no hole in my wall and that is why
I'm not invited to the party next door
No, I'm not invited to the party next door
I'm not invited to the party next door
No, I'm not invited to the party next door
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11. |
Fresh Cheese Curds
02:55
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Love song
Thought I'd write you a love song
But my words tend to go wrong
No my lyrics are not strong
Maybe
If you stay with me baby
We'll be biscuits and gravy
We're like raccoons and rabies
I thought I could come up with some decent lines
Just a couple of similes and stellar rhymes
But this song is just randomly paired up words
Fresh cheese curds
It's not cute
That my vocab is acute
Observation is astute
Might as well go mute
Each verse
Seemingly gets worse
It's as if I have been cursed
Somebody call me a hearse (you're a hearse)
I thought I could come up with some decent lines
Just a couple of similes and stellar rhymes
But this song is just randomly paired up words
Fresh cheese curds
Clearly
I am missing you dearly
Want to hold you securely
You're the Mac to my PC
No sense
What a pile of nonsense
Patrick Stump to my Pete Wentz
It is time that I end this
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12. |
What a Friend You Made
01:51
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I remember talking in class
Coming up with nicknames meant to last
I remember spending most days
With a Queasy Bake Oven in the summer haze
You would always smile and say
"Biff, you gonna come over and play?"
Though it's only elementary
I have never forgotten what a friend you made
I have never forgotten what a friend you made
Though with years we went our own ways
We grew apart chasing down our separate dreams
You were never alone in this world
You could always come a-calling when you had to chill
There's a million reasons why i wish we hadn't grown up
We could still be baking cookies on a single light bulb
Seems our friendship went astray but not the memory
I have never forgotten what a friend you made
I have never forgotten what a friend you made
Did you have to go so soon?
There's a space you left behind
You were one of a special kind
Why'd you have to go so soon?
We'll be here in the meantime
Waiting to see you on the other side
Waiting to see you on the other side
Waiting to see you on the other side
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13. |
Surrender to Sleep
04:03
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There's a wind outside my window growing louder, a crescendo
It's a momentary disco before I pass out on my pillow
And I don't know why I love it but I do
No, I don't know why I love it but I do
Settle back into the evening with a peaceful easy feeling
Yeah, my mind could use some healing as I look up at the ceiling
And I don't know how to face it but I do
I just don't know if I want to but I do
If I could surrender to sleep
My mind would have a moment of ease
Not another bad memory
A probable improbable dream
I've lost count of my sheep, the dark begins to creep
Sanity I try to keep, I can't stop I'm in too deep
I don't know how to end this but I do
No, I don't know how to end this but I do
Crawling in my mind the thought of situations that have gone wrong
All those times I missed my chances floating by in passing glances
And I wish that I could go back but I knew
At the time I should've tried to follow through
If I could surrender to sleep
My mind would have a moment of ease
Not another bad memory
A probable improbable dream
If I could surrender to sleep
My mind would have a moment of ease
Not another sad memory
A probable improbable dream
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Alex Dominish Sandusky, Ohio
Silly songs.
Sappy songs.
Sassy songs.
Ska songs.
Seasonal songs.
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